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Flower of the Day – Hyacinth?

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Flower of the Day – Hyacinth?

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I’ve posted this before and didn’t know what it was. Now I think it’s a Grape Hyacinth. It’s a light purple with lots of small blooming petals from the bottom to the top. Now this is funny to me, as the parts that haven’t yet bloomed out look like a corn cob!

 

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https://ceenphotography.com/2022/09/17/fotd-september-17-dafodil-dahlias/#like-64589

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Two Souls: Into the Fire # 37

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Two Souls: Into the Fire # 37

warning … adult content

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Ghost entered the house, walking down the hall to his bedroom. The door was already opened, the house smelled good…like sage. He smiled, knowing that Steve had burnt the sage for him. In the bedroom, he took off his clothes and got into the bed, with nice clean blankets, only having one twinge of anxiety, before falling asleep. He had no nightmares this night.

Some time later, Steve came in and quietly looked in at Ghost. Going over, he brushed a strand of hair from Ghost’s face and lightly kissed his forehead. He felt a rush of love for this child of wonder. Going to his own room, he fell asleep as soon as he lay down. “Tomorrow, we’ll have a fresh start,” was the last thing he thought about.

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Early the next morning, Steve made coffee, then left Ghost a note by the coffee pot. It said, “I’ve gone to get us some groceries. I’ll be back soon. I love you, Steve.”

Ghost grinned when he read it. He’d have to tease Steve, when he returned. He had written proof now, that Steve loved him. He drank his coffee, and took a long needed shower. Finding some of his old clothes, he put on a soft, well-worn hoodie and a pair of sweatpants, with only a few holes in them.

He was sitting on the old couch, writing in his journal, when Steve came back, huffing and puffing, carrying bags of stuff, and complaining about the long walk. He looked at Ghost still sitting there, and said,

“So, are you just gonna sit there, or are ya gonna help me with this shit?”

Ghost grinned and said, “I’m just gonna sit here and watch you deal with all that shit,” and then had to duck, as Steve lobbed a box of cereal at him.

He grabbed the box and tore it open, grabbing handfuls of the sweet, sugary stuff, spilling some, eating it right from the box.

“Good thing I got the kid cereal. Looks like there’s a little kid up in here today,” Steve said, as he juggled the bags into the kitchen.

“You got this kind ’cause you looove me,” Ghost teased.

“Yeah, right,” Steve hollered from the kitchen.

Ghost came and leaned on the door frame, watching Steve put things away.

“What else ya got in there, anyway?”

“Grown up food, that’s what,” Steve said. “Maybe if you’d grow up, you could have some.”

“Hmmmph,” muttered Ghost. “I’m grown up.”

Steve finished his task, then got himself a bowl of cereal with milk. He looked like he wanted to talk about serious stuff, Ghost thought.

‘I hate to break it to ya, Ghost, but that was the last of the money I had. Guess I’ll have to go back to work at the record store…if Terry will have me.”

“Where’s your car, Steve?” Ghost asked.

Narrowing his eyes, Steve stared hard at Ghost. “It got totaled. Guess you didn’t hear about that, since you were off doing God knows what.” Steve looked at Ghost, and his eyes were not happy.

Ghost didn’t like this turn in the conversation. It was like Steve was accusing him of wrecking his car. Steve continued, with a sharp edge to his words.

“Yeah, I wrecked the son-of-a-bitch…had too much to drink. Coming back here after a binge, drowning myself in alcohol, because I couldn’t find you, Ghost. Wrapped it around a tree on the way back from Raleigh one night. I had to be in the hospital up there for three weeks. I was a mess, broke arm, broke ribs, stitches…but, I guess it was a wake-up call. I haven’t been drinking, at least not as much any more…”

“I’m sorry, Steve. I didn’t know.”

“Yeah? I thought you were supposed to know everything. Well, guess your super powers failed ya this time. Guess it’s my turn to tell you not to say you’re sorry. If it hadn’t been for…” he quit talking then, as he realized what he was doing. He was accusing Ghost, and really, it was his own fault for causing Ghost to leave in the first place. And, he was practically yelling in Ghost’s face.

“Oh, my God, Ghost! None of this is your fault, none of it,” and he wanted to say I’m sorry, but had been warned not to. So he just clamped his mouth shut and stared at the table in front of him.

Ghost turned, leaving the room.

“Why, why, why did I do that?” Steve thought. “Every time I open my mouth something bad comes out, and then it’s too late to take it back. I wind up hurting everyone I know.”

More sarcastic thoughts came into his head…”Well, he asked what happened to the car. He didn’t know, but I didn’t have to tell him all that. Damn!”

He could hear Ghost trying to cry quietly, in the bedroom. Steve sighed as he went to see about him…to try to make things right again.

As he came to the doorway, he saw that Ghost was lying on his back, staring at the ceiling, tears running down into his ears, wetting his hair and pillow. Steve walked over and tried to touch him, but Ghost turned away, then said with a sob…

“God does know what I was off doing, Steve. I was too busy dying to hear about your wreck. But, if I had, I’d have come back to be with you, even when I was dead!”

He turned back toward Steve, wiping the tears from his face, but Steve was already brushing away the tears with his thumbs, cradling Ghost’s face in his hands. He noticed Ghost’s left eye twitching, and wondered about it.

“Ghost, I didn’t mean to make you cry. I never can say things the right way. It comes out all wrong. I’m sorry…yeah, I have to say it, and I mean it. And, I am sorry, too. I’m a sorry son-of-a-bitch for hurting you over and over.”

“I know, Steve,” Ghost said. “I know you don’t mean to, and I try to not let it bother me,” he took a deep breath. “Can we just start over?” he grinned, and again Steve saw his broken tooth..

“Yeah, Ghost, we can start over. At least we can try.”

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Next part coming soon!

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© 2020 BS

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This is a work of “fan fiction” based on the novel, “Lost Souls” by Poppy Z. Brite. All credit for the original characters, places, and some backstory mentions, belong to Ms. Brite and her publishing affiliates. Only newly introduced characters, places, and original elements of this story are entirely from my imagination. Character descriptions are a blend of the original book descriptions and my interpretation of them.

All songs included in this work will be solely owned by the original performers/writers and will be credited. Creative license is taken in including them in this story.

No harm is intended toward author, musicians, or people and situations to whom there may be a resemblance.

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The content herein is rated by me as being at the high end of MA (Mature Audience). It includes strong language, violence, sexual themes, including same sex pairings, religious themes, and fantasy horror.

Every Rose Has It’s Thorn – Song Lyric Sunday – Scar

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Every Rose Has It’s Thorn – Song Lyric Sunday – Scar

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This week the theme is songs that were really popular but never made it to # 1 on the charts.

Thanks to Jim Adams for hosting this musical challenge each week.

This week the theme is a song about Illness, Injury, Scars suggested by Angie of King Ben’s Grandma.

To join in today’s challenge, and also see other entries just click this link below:

https://jimadamsauthordotcom.wordpress.com/2022/07/30/sickness/

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This is a really good song I’ve liked a long time. I always enjoyed Poison’s music, songs, and videos.

From a Wiki article:

Every Rose Has Its Thorn” is a power ballad[8][9][10][11][12][13] by American glam metal band Poison. It was released in October 1988 as the third single from Poison’s second album Open Up and Say… Ahh!. The band’s signature song, it is also their only number-one hit in the US, reaching the top spot on December 24, 1988, for three weeks.[14] It also charted at number 11 on the Mainstream Rock chart.[15] It was a number 13 hit in the UK.[16] “Every Rose Has Its Thorn” was named number 34 on VH1‘s “100 Greatest Songs of the 80s”, number 100 on their “100 Greatest Love Songs” and number seven on MTV and VH1 “Top 25 Power Ballads”. Billboard ranked the song number five on their list of “The 10 Best Poison Songs”.[17]

In an interview with VH1’s Behind the Music, Bret Michaels said the inspiration for the song came from a night when he was in a laundromat in Dallas waiting for his clothes to dry, and called his girlfriend on a pay phone. Michaels said he heard a male voice in the background and was devastated; he said he went into the laundromat and wrote “Every Rose Has Its Thorn” as a result.[18]

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Poison released their single, “Every Rose Has It’s Thorn”, from the album, “Open Up and Say…Ahh!”, in 1988. It was on the Capitol label, and written by Bret Michaels, C. C. DeVille, Bobby Dall, and Rikki Rockett.

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We both lie silently still
In the dead of the night
Although we both lie close together
We feel miles apart inside
Was it something I said or something I did
Did the words not come out right
Though I tried not to hurt you
Though I tried
But I guess that’s why they say
Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn
Yeah it does
I listen to our favorite song
Playing on the radio
Hear the DJ say loves a game of easy come and
Easy go
But I wonder does he know
Has he ever felt like this
And I know that you’d be here right now
If I could have let you know somehow I guess
Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn
Though it’s been a while now
I can still feel so much pain
Like a knife that cuts you the wound heals
But the scar, that scar remains
I know I could have saved a love that night
If I’d known what to say
Instead of makin’ love
We both made our separate ways
And now I hear you found somebody new
And that I never meant that much to you
To hear that tears me up inside
And to see you cuts me like a knife I guess
Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Bobby Dall / Bret Michaels / Bruce Anthony Johannesson / Rikki Rocket
Every Rose Has Its Thorn lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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Love Is Strange – Song Lyric Sunday – One Hit Wonders

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Love Is Strange – Song Lyric Sunday – One Hit Wonders

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This week the theme is songs that were one hit wonders. They made it to # 1 on the record charts, but never had another hit song.

Thanks to Jim Adams for hosting this musical challenge each week. Also, thank you Fandango for filling in as host today, as Jim is on vacation.

To join in today’s challenge, and also see other entries just click this link below:

https://fivedotoh.com/2022/07/02/substitute-music-teacher/

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I don’t remember hearing this song at the time of it’s release, but much later on on the radio. Then, the song was on the soundtrack of the movie, “Dirty Dancing”. I like this song a lot. 🙂

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From Wiki:

“Love Is Strange” peaked at #1 on Billboard magazine’s most played by jockeys R&B Singles chart on March 6, 1957 and #11 on the Hot 100.[9] In 2004 “Love Is Strange” was inducted into the Grammy Hall of Fame for its influence as a rock and roll single.[10]

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“Love Is Strange”, by Mickey & Sylvia, was released as a single in 1956. It was written by Ethel Smith (Ethal Enms), Mickey Baker, & Sylvia Robinson, and is on the Groove label.

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Love
Love is strange
Lot of people
Take it for a game
Once you get it
You never want to quit, no no
After you’ve had it
You’re in an awful fix
Many people
Don’t understand, no no
They think loving
Is money in the hand
Your sweet loving
Is better than a kiss
When you leave me
Sweet kisses I miss
Sylvia
Yes, Mickey
How do you call your lover boy
Come here, lover boy
And if he doesn’t answer
Oh lover boy
And if he still doesn’t answer
I simply say
Baby, oh baby
My sweet baby, you’re the one
Baby, oh baby
My sweet baby, you’re the one
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Ethal Enms / Mickey Baker / Sylvia Robinson
Love Is Strange lyrics © DistroKid, Universal Music Publishing Group
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Two Souls: Into the Fire # 4

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Two Souls: Into the Fire # 4

Warning … adult content

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Later on, maybe a few months later, I was walking around in the woods, looking for who knows what. It was hot summer by then. There were spider webs and shit all in the trees, and I kept having to brush them off me. I was thinking what was I gonna do with my life now. No ideas were coming to me. I heard a noise…then again.

“Hey,” it said. I looked around, then up, and in the tree was Ghost. He pointed to a giant web right in front of me, and laughed. I knew then that he’d lived. I saw in his eyes that he knew that I’d been the one to help save him.

Well, the rest you probably know. That’s when we actually met each other.” Steve sighed as his story of the past wound down. He sat there on the floor of Kinsey’s bar and hung his head. He and Kinsey were both quiet then for a few minutes, each with their own thoughts.

Then from out of nowhere is seemed, they heard an eerie voice from the other side of the bar, over behind the stage.

“Immelled, inspelled, in, in, elled, nooooo…shit, what is it?” The voice got higher and then wailed, “Steeeeve!!! Help me!”

Steve and Kinsey stared at each other, their eyes big. Kinsey said, “What the…” and at the same time Steve said, “Oh, my God!” They both jumped up and ran over to Ghost, who was pounding his hands into both sides of his shaggy blond hair and screeching.

“Get out, get out, I need the damn word and it won’t get out where I need it!”

He was laying on the floor now, kicking the wall over and over as he yelled. Sky blue marker smears were in his hair and red smears were joining them on his face, because of the marker ink he’d painted his fingernails with, one color on each hand.

“Dude, what the hell is wrong with you? Get a grip!” Steve frowned and hollered down at his best friend.

Kinsey stood there, mouth open in total incomprehension at the scene in front of him. Ghost opened his tear flooded blue eyes, saw Steve, and reached up for him. He was breathing hard and a little shaky. Steve supported him as he sat up, looking into Ghost’s pale eyes. He still seemed a little out of it, like he wasn’t really sure where he was or what had happened.

“It’s ok, Ghost, it’s ok now. Just breathe through it, ok. You’ll be fine in a minute.” Steve spoke in soothing tones.

After a few minutes, Ghost said in a little soft voice, “My head hurts, Steve. Why is it hurting?”

Steve stroked Ghost’s soft hair and sweaty forehead. “You’re ok, man, it’ll be better in a minute. You just had one of your spells. You were hollering some kind of words you wanted out of your head,” Steve explained. “Do you remember what that was about?”

Ghost took a deep breath, then nodded. “I think so. I was trying to write a word on the wall and couldn’t get it right.”

“What word?” Steve asked.

Ghost pointed to the wall where he’d left off writing, way at the bottom by the floor. It said “I don’t know why, but I am INSTILLED no IMMELED no INSPELLED NO INELLED NO SHIT WHAT IS IT? NONONONONOINEEDHELP!”

Kinsey couldn’t make heads or tails of the scribbles, but Steve knew immediately what Ghost was trying to say. Kinsey stared at the two of them in wonder as he watched them work as a team to figure out what happened.

“The word you’re looking for, Ghost, is impelled,” Steve said slowly. “What was the rest of the thought? Do you remember?”

Ghost nodded his head and said softly, “to write on the wall.”

“Ok, so you were writing ‘I don’t know why, but I am impelled to write on the wall’?” Steve asked.

Ghost nodded again and began sobbing. He whispered, “It wouldn’t come out, Steve!”

“I know, Ghost, I know, but now it is out and it’s ok.”

“Yeah,” Ghost whispered.

Steve sighed and looked at Kinsey, who hadn’t moved. “C’mon, Ghost, I’ll help you stand up, then go wash that marker shit off your face and hands. Kinsey wants us to go shopping for him,” Steve said.

“Shopping? Ghost looked up at Steve, who nodded.

“Ok,” said Ghost as he took Steve’s hand. Steve put his arm behind Ghost’s shoulders and helped him to his feet. Ghost wobbled a little as he went down the hall to clean off the ink. Kinsey went back to the bar, but was watching as Steve rubbed his hands over his face and just took in some cleansing breaths.

Ghost came back into the room looking a little better. He came over to Steve and unashamedly put his arms around Steve’s neck and his fingers into Steve’s unruly, dark hair. Then he kissed Steve on the mouth. Soft innocent lips against rough, chapped ones. The kiss, though, was not innocent. Ghost laid his head on Steve’s shoulder and breathed softly.

“Thank you, Steve.”

Steve hugged him fiercly, then took Ghost’s face in his hands and kissed Ghost slowly and tenderly.

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Next part coming soon!

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2020 BS

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This is a work of “fan fiction” based on the novel, “Lost Souls” by Poppy Z. Brite. All credit for the original characters, places, and some backstory mentions, belong to Ms. Brite and her publishing affiliates. Only newly introduced characters, places, and original elements of this story are entirely from my imagination. Character descriptions are a blend of the original book descriptions and my interpretation of them.

All songs included in this work will be solely owned by the original performers/writers and will be credited. Creative license is taken in including them in this story.

No harm is intended toward author, musicians, or people and situations to whom there may be a resemblance.

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The content herein is rated by me as being at the high end of MA (Mature Audience). It includes strong language, violence, sexual themes, including same sex pairings, religious themes, and fantasy horror.

Cee’s Midweek Madness Challenge – Letter R

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Cee’s Midweek Madness Challenge – Letter R

https://ceenphotography.com/2021/12/29/cmmc-december-alphabet-starts-with-r/

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  • Restaurant (Marble Slab ice cream shop)
  • Rotunda (looking up in the dome at Austin TX capitol building)
  • Runway (DFW airport)
  • Roadrunner (statue at the mall)
  • Reflection (of computer screen game in my coffee cup)
  • Rustic cabin (at Ranching Heritage Center)
  • A Robin

    

 

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I Like It Like That – Song Lyric Sunday – Other/That/This

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I Like It Like That – Song Lyric Sunday – Other/That/This

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Our theme this week is ‘other/that/this ’.

Thanks to Jim Adams for hosting this musical challenge each week.

This week he is honoring a fellow blogger called Fandango. His blog is called ‘This That & the Other’, and he also hosts several blog challenges each week. You can find him here

Now to join in today’s challenge, and also see other entries just click this link below:

https://jimadamsauthordotcom.wordpress.com/2021/09/25/every-dog-has-their-day/

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This song is one I like a lot and was the first one I had thought of when I read the prompt words.

From a Wiki article:

The song was covered by the Dave Clark Five in 1965. All of the lyrics were sung in that version. Their version charted at No. 7 on the Billboard Hot 100.

This song was also featured in Stanley Kubrick’s 1987 Vietnam War film ‘Full Metal Jacket’.

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“I Like It Like That”, by the Dave Clark Five (DC5), was released as a single from their album of the same name in 1965. It was written by Christopher Kenner  Allen Toussaint, and is on the Epic label.

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Come on (Come on let me show you where it’s at)
Ah, come on (Come on let me show you where it’s at)
Whoa, come on (Come on let me show you where it’s at)
I said the name of the place is I Like It Like That
Come on (Come on let me show you where it’s at)
Ah, come on (Come on let me show you where it’s at)
Whoa, I wanna show you (Come on let me show you where it’s at)
The name of the place is I Like It Like That
They got a little place a-down the track
The name of the place is I Like It Like That
You take Sally and I’ll take Sue
And we’re gonna rock away all of our blues
Come on (Come on let me show you where it’s at)
Whoa, come on (Come on let me show you where it’s at)
Ah, come on (Come on let me show you where it’s at)
The name of the place is I Like It Like That
The last time I was down there they lost my shoes
They had some cat shoutin’ the blues
The people was yellin’ and shoutin’ for more
And all they kept sayin’ was-a “Go man, go”
Come on (Come on let me show you where it’s at)
Ah, come on (Come on let me show you where it’s at)
Oh, I wanna show you (Come on let me show you where it’s at)
I said the name of the place is I Like It Like That
Come on (Come on let me show you where it’s at)
Ah, come on (Come on let me show you where it’s at)
Oh, come on (Come on let me show you where it’s at)
The name of the place is I Like It Like That
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Christopher Kenner
I Like It Like That lyrics © Emi Longitude Music
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Flower of the Day – Purple Arrangement

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Flower of the Day – Purple Arrangement

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Maybe these are orchid petals? They are fairly large, and deep purple.

They were arranged in a white pumpkin, with some evergreen sprigs all around.

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For Cee’s Flower of the Day:

https://ceenphotography.com/2021/09/19/fotd-september-20-japanese-maple-leaves/

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© 2021 BS

Flower of the Day – Sunflower

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Flower of the Day – Sunflower

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One big yellow and black sunflower with green leaves.

This one is in what looks like a glass canning jar for a vase.

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For Cee’s Flower of the Day:

https://ceenphotography.com/2021/08/24/fotd-august-25-hibiscus/

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